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May 2013
I wanted her but that wouldn't do
I wanted her to want me too
But she saw right through me.
I cut my wrists
they took me to the infirmary.
SHE did not even send a get well card
to me.
It's hard to be
in love.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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